The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: 11 Hollow
Pen name: Minnakoda
Pairing: Bella
Rating: T
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Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, and I don't own rain-boots. I think its gonna rain today.
I hunched my shoulders and tried to fold in upon myself as I wandered the hallways of Forks High. I pretended not to hear their whispers as I passed.
'Poor Bella, the Cullens just up and left so suddenly.'
'What did he even see in her anyways?'
I ignored them. I couldn't bring myself to care about their carefully crafted, hurtful words. They spoke just loud enough for me to hear, their comments followed by expectant silence.
I knew they craved a reaction, but I felt nothing. Empty. Hollow.
There was only one lost soul swimming in this fish bowl.
Leelan always tells me she likes the last line of my drabbles. This one, it's a bit weird... But who doesn't love a Pink Floyd reference? Bella should spend less time reading about the Miss Bennets of the world, and more listening to the Pink Floyds in the world. I've got a bike you can ride it if you like...